review
Philip Meinhold’s book was recommended by the author Bov Bjerg in a May 2020 interview with NBG.
âShortly after her seventieth birthday, my mother says something strange.â So begins Philip Meinholdâs superb book, The Inheritors of Memory. The prompt for this âstrange utteranceâ is Meinhold asking his mother what wishes or plans she has for the next chapter of her life.
He fully expects her to say a cruise, or a trip to India, perhaps; or to write her memoirs. But no.
âI want to go to Auschwitz with my three children and my older grandchildren,â she replies.
Meinholdâs mother, Ingeborg, was in National Socialist parlance, a âsecond-degree Mischlingâ. Her great-grandmother, Anna Bartz (nĂ©e Lachmann), was Jewish. Her Uncle GĂŒnther and Aunt Margot were dispatched to Auschwitz-Birkenau, although they were spared death as the camp was liberated shortly afterwards.
Despite this, Meinhold has always felt very firmly that he is descended from a line of perpetrators. The visit to Auschwitz becomes the trigger for him to examine his own views of the Holocaust, and to immerse himself properly in his family history. In the process, he discovers that all his family have very different views and memories. His sister Anne, for instance, feels that she is descended from a line of victims.
As the title suggests, the bookâs central theme is memory. What is memory? The prospect of a digression into theory may make Goetheâs Mephisto come to mind (âGrey, my dear chap: thatâs theory for youâ). However, Meinhold weaves it seamlessly into the personal narrative, giving it a kind of immediacy that is rare indeed.
Meinhold refers to two types of memory: âcommunicativeâ and âculturalâ. According to the former, someone has a particular experience and recounts this to others, who in turn recount it again with all its fragments and non-sequiturs. These memories have a life-span of around eighty years. âCulturalâ memory, by contrast, is not specific to any one individual or group of people, and can be kept alive for thousands of years by virtue of texts, images, and monuments.
These two types of memory are combined during the trip to Auschwitz, Meinhold concludes: âWe go to Auschwitz to see it as a memorial; but it also makes us talk about the past â possibly for the last time [âŠ] my mother is the last one in my family who can still tell the story.â
Meinhold, born in Berlin in 1971, is a journalist and a novelist â his published novels include Apachenfreiheit (âApache Freedomâ), and Fabula Rasa. The Inheritors of Memory is a combination of the very best of both worlds. Meinhold the journalist knows not to waste words, and how to turn years of history into a sharp and punchy read. Meinhold the novelist is able to take the facts and work his magic on them to create something quite beautiful.
âBeautifulâ seems the wrong word to use of a book which centres on the most notorious death camp of the Third Reich. But Meinhold might not object, as a recurrent theme in the book is that language simply is not up to the task of describing the Holocaust.
All we have is â and he uses Holocaust survivor and author Ruth KlĂŒgerâs expression here â âendlessly circling phrasesâ, or âlinguistic formulae plucked from the toy-box of anguish.â
Words canât convey something that is beyond words.
Or thatâs what Meinhold thinks. In fact, one of the greatest achievements of this book is that he does precisely this.
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